The old man was busy with cooking.

"Would you like to wash some green peppers and ginger?"

"Wash some, we'll use them later. I'll cut two potatoes and carrots."

"Be careful, don't hurt your hands."

Two young people helped wash and cut vegetables in the kitchen. Today, the chef in charge was still Tang Hongcui.

Although the old lady was over 70 years old, she was very good at cooking.

The dishes she cooked were delicious and the most important thing was that they were served quickly.

In a short while, she had already cooked a full table of food. The quality of the restaurant chefs was still rising.

"Let's eat!"

Zhang Mengqing called her parents and sister to the table.

Just like before, the old lady thought Jiang Ning was too thin, so she put a lot of food in his bowl.

Not only Jiang Ning, but also Zhang Mengqing and Zhang Jinqing sisters were taken care of by the old lady.

Zhang Mengqing looked at the full bowl of food and knew that it was the deep love of her grandmother.

But the problem was that there was too much food and she couldn't finish it.

"Jiang Ning, can you help me share some of it?"

While eating, Zhang Mengqing quietly touched Jiang Ning's arm and said in a low voice.

In fact, it was quite good that Jiang Ning could finish his bowl of rice.

Because the old lady was worried that he would not be full, she specially prepared a big bowl, the kind that one bowl of rice equals two bowls of rice.

However, in the face of Mr. Zhang's request for help, he still nodded: "Okay."

"My chopsticks and food here are untouched, you can rest assured."

While the old lady was not paying attention, Zhang Mengqing secretly put the food in her bowl into Jiang Ning's bowl.

During the meal, she also emphasized the cleanliness of the bowls and chopsticks and food.

Jiang Ning thought that it didn't matter if it was the food he had eaten, as long as it was you, I wouldn't dislike it no matter what.

During the meal, Zhang Mengqing looked at Jiang Ning's big bowl intentionally or unintentionally.

She found that the food she secretly picked up for Jiang Ning was now in Jiang Ning's bowl without moving.

Even Jiang Ning deliberately pushed the food she picked up aside, as if he didn't want to touch it.

"Why, do you dislike me!" Zhang Mengqing suddenly felt sad and wronged.

Jiang Ning was confused: "No, how could it be."

"Then why didn't you eat the food I picked up for you."

"Because it was you who picked up the food for me, I wanted to save it for last."

This is the difference in thinking between boys and girls.

Girls think that priority is important.

Boys think that good things must be saved for last.

"So that's what you think." Zhang Mengqing realized that she had misunderstood.

Jiang Ning nodded: "Of course, this is the first time a girl picked up food for me, I have to cherish it."

Zhang Mengqing thought, this is also the first time she picked up food for a boy, she was a little nervous and unfamiliar.

But this kind of thing is a second time, it will be much better to pick up food for Jiang Ning in the future.

Wait, why did she think of picking up food for Jiang Ning in the future?

What surprised Zhang Mengqing the most was that this idea came completely naturally, as if she should do this.

She seemed to...put herself into the role of a girlfriend.

Zhang Mengqing, Zhang Mengqing, what are you thinking?

Obviously Jiang Ning didn't confess to you, you are at most good friends.

But you put yourself in the role of a girlfriend first.

Hesitation will lead to failure, and decisiveness will lead to failure, so you might as well change your name to Zhang Baige in the future.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mengqing turned her head away, unwilling to be so nice to Jiang Ning.

Unless Jiang Ning confessed to her.

But many times, I just can't control myself and want to be nice to him.

......

After dinner, Jiang Ning prepared to drive back.

After all, his parents and sister were waiting for him to go back home for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Xiao Jiang, don't go home today, stay here to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with us, it's more lively with more people."

Old man Zhang Yushu tried to keep him.

He had tried to keep Jiang Ning once before when he came to his house for dinner.

But Jiang Ning politely declined that time, and this is the second time now. The young man must not have the heart to refuse an old man twice in a row, right?

"Yes, aren't you four going to travel tomorrow?"

Grandma Tang helped to speak, and the old couple also knew about the self-driving tour.

"Stay here for one night today, and take Meng Qing and Jin Qing back to the city tomorrow. Isn't it more convenient?"

Zhang Mengqing looked at Jiang Ning quietly, she didn't drive

Instead of speaking, he let Jiang Ning make his own decision.

But his eyes were filled with the words "stay".

For a moment, Jiang Ning was in a dilemma.

On one side was the Zhang family, and on the other side was his own family. Both wanted to celebrate the festival with him. It was really hard to choose.

"Well, give me a few minutes, I'll communicate with my family."

After a while, Jiang Ning had an idea.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to his sister Jiang Wan: "Sister, what are my parents doing?"

Ding Dong.

Jiang Wan quickly sent a photo of Jiang Ning's parents busy in the kitchen.

"My parents are preparing dinner, all our favorite dishes! By the way, when will you be back?"

......

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